Dominator of Fear

A dark fear instantly swept across the world.

In an instant, it seemed as if endless darkness enveloped the entire world. Fear, like a cold wind sweeping in from the poles, froze the seven seas in an instant, bringing gloom to the whole world.

New York, Manhattan City.

A completely dark space enveloped the entire city, appearing from the outside like a pure black sphere. Inside, everyone seemed to have gone mad, their eyes bloodshot and filled with rage as they frantically picked up weapons and destroyed everything in their path.

Fear-driven destructive urges filled everyone's hearts. These people seemed to have lost their minds, as if they had suddenly encountered the greatest thing in their lives. Even escape was a luxury, and they could only frantically attack everything around them.

Bang bang bang!!!

Gunfire continued.

Those who are all bark and no bite have taken up arms and are indiscriminately attacking in the streets, causing chain-reaction car crashes and explosions that ignite buildings...

Those without weapons could only flee frantically, praying that a hero would appear to save them.

However, neither the Galactic Plumbers nor the special forces team took any action!

It's not just ordinary people who are affected by fear...

Peter was still soaring over New York when, in the next moment, as the terrifying power spread, his Silk- shooting device suddenly malfunctioned, causing him to plummet from the sky and crack the asphalt road beneath his feet...

My back...

He quickly stood up, supporting his aching back. Actually, his back was perfectly fine. His specially made combat suit contained a large amount of Vibranium, which could absorb impacts. Not only did it not hurt, but he also felt a dull ache.

However, he was very confused and, with his head down, began trying to repair the transmitter right there in the street.

"How could the transmitter be broken?!"

Thump!

Before he could finish speaking, everything went black as a truck weighing tens of tons suddenly came hurtling towards him, carrying Peter directly into the mobile building.

This is incredibly lucky!

Peter was knocked down by two walls and then got stuck between the truck's cab and the building, unable to move.

He's fine, but you could also say he's not.

"The Spider-Sense didn't trigger..." Peter's face suddenly turned panicked beneath the mask. If it were just the Spider-Sense not triggering, it wouldn't be a big deal; his "Peter Tingle" technique was known to malfunction intermittently. But the problem was...

I can't even move this truck?!

At that moment, an absurd and terrifying idea popped into Peter's mind.

"I've lost my Superpowers..."

Peter's face turned extremely pale. If he didn't have Superpowers, then what was he?

If I weren't Spider-Man, wouldn't I be back to where I was before, back to being the unknown, unremarkable Peter Parker?

"No..."

He cried out in despair.

Just then, a mocking voice rang in Peter's ear.

"No? Let's see what's wrong with this poor little spider."

A green figure swooped down on Goblin Glider, his movements agile, dodging obstacles like a skier, and finally came to a light stop in front of the truck.

Peter peered through the crack, and a fleeting glimmer of joy appeared on his despairing face.

"Harry?!"

"It's so good to see you! Please help me, my Superpowers have stopped working for some reason... I suspect there's something wrong with Benny's Advanced Spider Superpower Serum..."

"I'm happy too, Peter."

Harry stood on the Goblin Glider, and for some reason, the sound felt somewhat unfamiliar to Peter.

Even the all-too-familiar Green Goblin mask instilled a sense of fear in Peter.

"I'm so glad I got to kill you with my own hands!"

"What did you say?"

Peter was completely stunned, but before he could ask any questions, Harry had already pulled out the Pumpkin Bomb and thrown it at Peter.

"Die, Peter Parker!"

"You're not my friend at all! You and Ben are both heartless bastards who would leave someone to die. You got what you deserved!"

"Boom!!!"

The high-yield Pumpkin Bomb exploded with a deafening roar. The flames and shockwave ignited the truck's fuel tank, and instantly—a series of explosions rang out, flames and smoke engulfing hundreds of square meters of the building in a flash.

Amidst the flames, Harry's maniacal laughter sounded like that of Hobgoblin!

"Calm down, Doctor Banner..."

Galactic Plumbers Space Station.

In the cramped meeting room, Norman, Otto, and Banner were gathered together. However, unlike a few minutes earlier, the three were now quite far apart. Norman and Otto were both pale-faced, raising their hands in an attempt to calm Banner, whose skin was turning bluish, who was standing not far away.

"Take a deep breath, Banner. Don't be deceived by the memories in your head; they're all illusions..."

Norman Osborn said, panting heavily.

Judging from his expression, he had clearly experienced the same situation as Banner.

In that brief moment, Norman's memory clearly malfunctioned, to the point that he seemed to see a completely different past—a past where his genetic disease remained unresolved, his company was seized, and he ultimately descended into madness...

He almost lost control; it was as if another evil voice inside him was calling to him, urging him to kill, to destroy, to commit all sorts of evil!

Fortunately, just as he was about to lose himself in these memories, Banner almost lost control as well.

Out of fear of the Hulk, that angry roar instantly brought Norman Osborn to his senses.

He didn't know exactly what had happened, but it was clear that it was related to the enemy attacking Earth.

If he and Banner are both affected, what about Otto? What about the others?

Thinking of this, Norman couldn't help but look at Otto: "Are you alright, Otto?"

Otto looked much better than the other two; his only concern seemed to be Banner's possible outburst. He said matter-of-factly, "What could possibly happen to me?"

"Why are you wearing a skirt if you have nothing to do?!"

Norman felt like he was going blind.

Can you imagine a slightly overweight man wearing a skirt and high heels, even a deep V-neck skirt that reveals a lot of chest hair, and then wearing heavy makeup?

It felt like walking into Big Bird Spin-Spin-Spin Bar!

Norman's words enraged Otto, who roared, his face flushed, "Wait, are you mocking me?! You think I'm a sissy and a gay man?! I'm warning you, I have a wife and children!!!"

"If you don't want people to think you're effeminate, why do you dress like that?!"

Norman felt emotionally exhausted.

He couldn't figure out what was going on... Otto had already rolled up her skirt and was about to rush up and fight him, at which point Banner became even more violent.

He roared, and the sound waves he released made Norman and Otto feel as if they were standing in the eye of a storm, unable to stand steadily.

By this time, Banner's body had swelled up considerably, his head almost touching the ceiling, his bulging muscles tearing his shirt, and his ferocious face looked as if he were about to devour Norman and Otto alive.

"Shut up!!!"

Bang bang bang!

The loud noise shattered all the windows in the room, and also quickly calmed Norman and the heavily made-up Otto down.

Damn it, if we don't take down this behemoth, all the Plumbers in the Galactic Plumbers Space Station will die!

"A stray arrow strikes the big guy, the sun has already set..."

Otto attempted a classic look, but even with his flamboyant attire, he was still a transvestite... Not only did it not work, it made Banner even more out of control. His fist, bigger than a basketball, instantly crushed a machine as easily as stepping on a soda can.

"You want to imprison me!"

Banner glared angrily at Norman and Otto, but his words left them completely bewildered.

"What?"

"Don't think I don't know, you tricked me into coming to this Space Station just to find a place to lock me up!"

"If I lose control, you'll immediately take action, either blowing this place up or throwing me off this cliff! You want to kill me!"

Banner roared.

"Wait, Banner, you chose to stay here, remember?" Otto frowned. "It was your own choice, no one forced you!"

"No!"

"You think I'm a monster!!!"

Banner angrily charged at the two of them, sweeping his arm across them, and everything in his path became as fragile as paper.

Norman and Otto didn't even hesitate and immediately started running.

He fled, he pursued.

Fortunately, the two were not far from the exit. Norman quickly activated the Vibranium barrier, and then, the instant the Vibranium gate closed, he pulled Otto and slid out from under the gate.

Thump!!!

The thick Vibranium wall behind him gleamed as it was smashed by Hulk's power.

Having narrowly escaped death, Otto angrily cursed, "Is this guy out of his mind? Didn't he ask to work on the Space Station himself?"

However, Norman seemed thoughtful. "The Hulk has always been Doctor Banner's deepest fear; he fears himself, fears everyone seeing him as a monster..."

Thinking back on what he had seen, he seemed to suddenly have a clue.

"The enemy is using our fear to defeat us; his power is so great that it has influenced reality to some extent and changed things."

"Am I afraid of becoming a woman? That's ridiculous!" Otto said incredulously.

"Who knows, maybe it's because you heard Benny mention that there's a female version of Otto Octavius in Parallel Universe," Norman said.

Now everything makes sense.

"Damn it! I need to change my clothes!" Doctor Otto ran off in his high heels.

Norman sighed, immediately becoming distressed. Doctor Banner was just a microcosm; one could imagine that all the Super Hero and Plumbers were probably trapped in a terrifying illusion, and it was unknown how many could withstand the fear and continue their mission.

"Everyone, respond immediately upon hearing this."

"I'm here, Mr. Osborn." Natasha was the first to respond, her voice sounding somewhat unnatural, trembling with anger and pain.

For her, the biggest fear used to be the Red Room, but not anymore. What she fears most now is the disintegration and fragmentation of the Galactic Plumbers, the "family" that once made her feel warm.

She witnessed the deaths of many people, which fueled her anger even more.

Some succumb to fear, while others find themselves within it.

"Me too," Steve replied second, not because he was less determined than Natasha, but because his movements were somewhat shaky.

"Steve? Your voice sounds off."

During the communication, Natasha frowned.

"After all, I'm almost a hundred years old now."

Steve, who looked remarkably like Old Man Deng, chuckled awkwardly on the other end of the line. His voice, tinged with an old-fashioned tone, betrayed his dismay. "Oh dear, I'd better change my clothes first; I think I've soiled my pockets..."

Natasha & Norman:...

"Just kidding, I'm not that old yet." Steve chuckled. He was indeed almost a hundred years old, both physically and in terms of his birth date. Under the influence of the power of fear, Steve had a unique life experience.

He wasn't frozen; instead, he has lived since World War II and has witnessed familiar old friends die one by one before his eyes.

Of course, this is by no means his greatest fear...

"The old man should rest."

Natasha shook her head.

"Don't underestimate me, I can play all day long!"

Steve, unwilling to admit he was getting old, tightened his shield and prepared to continue the attack.

He looked old, but the effects of the serum in his body hadn't diminished much, and he could still fight for a short time.

Immediately afterwards, the Plumbers from Galactic Plumbers woke up one after another.

They may not be as good as Super Hero in terms of combat skills, but in terms of mental fortitude, most of them were once special agents. Fear never defeats them; it only makes them fight back.

As for Super Hero, they're just a bunch of mentally unstable, overgrown children with superpowers!

"Good, at least it's still functional."

Norman breathed a sigh of relief, "All Plumbers, move out immediately and rout the enemy!"

"The Thunderbolts doesn't have many combat-ready units right now--"

Boom!!!

Norman Osborn was interrupted by a loud bang before he could finish speaking; it wasn't an explosion, but rather the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

The sound was like the crashing of a massive torrent.

"Norman! Ben Parker! You lied to me!"

As the sand rustled off William Baker's body, he stood at the end of the corridor like a monster, staring at Norman Osborn like Hobgoblin.

"Galactic Plumbers has promised to cure my daughter!"

"I did promise." Norman slowly put down the communicator.

"But she's dead!" The killer's eyes were bloodshot, as if he wanted to tear Norman Osborn to pieces.

"She's not dead, William. You're just seeing a hallucination born of your fears. Think clearly, deceiving you won't do us any good. Your daughter's illness is no problem for the Galactic Plumbers."

She's not dead?

The enraged William Baker paused for a moment.

"Have you forgotten that you went to an amusement park with her before you went to Asgard? She had already recovered by then."

"Yes, she's not dead. We went to the amusement park, and she had a great time. She even wanted to ride the carousel... What exactly happened?"

William Baker covered his face in bewilderment as two diametrically opposed memories flashed through his mind.

Norman did not answer, but calmly gave the order.

"Now that you're more alert, let's act immediately! Some people want to control everything with fear; we must defeat them all!"